Pressure of numbness shifts up and down my spine

Being with the man is such a harmoniously painful chime

That he had it, too - the wits of the arrogant, the spirits of the kindler

In the abyss of breaking down I slowly crawl to save my soul

Metal-skinned, hide me in your sleeves, oh! Swollen eyes and pale lips, abide me with your grief

Somewhere in the brink , constant adversary welcomes me unreservedly.

All these that I have got, is so far the worse upshot

He indirectly leads me to a place I knew and yet gone astray

Little by little I drown myself in tears  that boats sail to rescue not

Don't seek me, for my dead consciousness had already forsaken your play

Then, forgiveness what? Beseech me! You wronged me; your relenting actions deserve eternal damnation

You filthy little liar who dared entered the realm of the gods , let that soul be sold at its most agonizing cost!